The Stairs

The Stairs …

Came alive.

Slipped
Into that puddle of darkness at the bottom
Emerging
Glistening and unexpected -
A trap to be sprung,
A naked snarl in a well of walls

Best at night time

When the rooms have opened their ears
The doors have eyes
Silence is listening and
The hands are OUT,
Monsters await,
Ghosts are invisible,
The back tingles,
Fear emerges,
Thoughts are taken
Hijacked
Corrupted

The spirit wilts

And the brain screams -
‘Die! Die!’

And the brain screams -
‘Die! Die!’

And the brain screams -
‘Die!’

And the brain screams -

Evil looms,
Film replays,
Stories shout
OUT !

Stories shout
OUT !

Stories shout
OUT !

Stories shout -
Memories half-remembered
Half-suppressed
Crowd into dreams
Half-forgotten
Half-thought
Dead
As the night presses in
Ears hum like electric cables
Eyes see nothing
Eyes see nothing -
Eyes see -
Eyes -

- body feels
STRANGE!
All around

Body feels
STRANGE!
All around

Body feels
STRANGE!

All around………..

Body feels

STRANGE

STRNGE

STRNEAG

6/4/00

  1. 1

    Comment by Ameerali Jaffer

    Love IT :::

    Posted on: February 8th, 2010 at 1:14 pm

  2. 2

    Comment by jennifer

    i like this poem

    Posted on: April 20th, 2010 at 2:27 pm

  3. 3

    Comment by anonymus

    its bbrriilliiaaanntttt :-)

    Posted on: May 31st, 2010 at 11:48 am

  4. 4

    Comment by dark

    IT WAS FAB

    Posted on: April 1st, 2011 at 8:51 am

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